Tuesday, May 17, 2011

You gotta do what you gotta do.

We don't always get a choice.  Somethings just have to be done.  For example, my sweet little Amy had to graduate from college this past Saturday.  It didn't matter if she was ready to move on.  Or if Mooly was ready for her baby to become a grownup.  Time made the decision on this one.  

Dakota didn't get a choice either.  She was very stinky from a weekend of romping around at Bark Boutique Hotel for Dogs.  She had to get a bath.  It didn't matter how much she didn't want it.  Or how much she tried to run away.  Jes put it nicely when she said, "My hose is longer than your leash."  Sorry, Dakota, but the stink had to go.

Amy, thank you for letting me be proud of you.
Dakota, thank you for limiting your protest to pitiful looks and the occasional side-step.

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